Or, “How James Cameron saved my sanity.” I don’t intend for this to sound like a “poor me” episode, though I realize it probably will. I don’t want you to think I’m complaining about not working and gallivanting around the globe. But, I figure if you’re reading this, you’re at…
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Spires
Ahh, Prague. The City of a Thousand Spires. Perhaps one of the best things about not being able to go to Russia was that I was able to add Prague to my ever-changing itinerary. I love this city. I was first here in December of 2003. During the final phases…
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Bones
While on the train to Prague, I got a chance to read my guide book. It had a small section on day trips, and recommended a visit to a small town called Kutna Hora. The town itself didn’t sound overly remarkable – an impressive church called “St. Barnabas” sat high…
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Evil
It was probably appropriate I woke up to low, misty gray clouds. My early morning walk to the bus station was drab and chilly. It seemed like no one I passed was smiling. Everyone was looking either down at their feet or intently at a Polish newspaper. I was thinking…
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Roots
I love history, but I’m definitely not a historian. I’m not overly good at dates, much less the people or events associated with them. I’m lucky to remember my own family’s birthdays, much less anniversaries, significant dates, etc. However, after a recent visit to Sweden, that may change. As you…
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Cluster (Part I)
I really had the best of intentions, and thought I had “most” things planned out. However, “The best laid plans…” When I started planning the trip, I obviously did some thinking about the novel places I could go. When it came to Europe, I really wanted to explore the Eastern…
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Cluster (Part II)
I flew Ryanair to Stockholm, which meant it landed at a super-small secondary airport with only two gates about an hour outside of Stockholm. After hopping on a $20 transfer bus, I ended up at the bus/train station combo in the center of Stockholm at around 11:30. I started looking…
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Burren
Every so often it’s good to take stock of where you are and what you’re doing. As I sat on a crowded bus rambling across central Ireland, I thought about my fortunes and how at this moment, I wouldn’t trade places with anyone. In March of this year, I boarded a…
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Dublin
I ended up spending a few days in Dublin before heading on to Galway, and on up to Northern Ireland. I didn’t really know what to expect. I hadn’t read a lot about Dublin, and really didn’t have any expectations coming in. And, after my visit – I can’t really…
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London
It’s so hard to write about two wonderful weeks in London. It went by so fast. I felt like I did a lot, seeing a good bit of the city again, while at the same time catching up on some much needed rest. What can you say about a city…